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Zot had definitely been absorbed into what he was doing, which at present was actually doodling on the edges of his parchment. He felt like he had done well enough with the assignment with a few proper sentences though his handwriting definitely left something to be desired. Instead of continuing to write nonsense that might not be clear, he had begun doodling things that he wanted to make for his sisters. Among the sketches was a fine comb with a small jewel, a necklace with a matching gem, along with a fine-looking goblet for his stepmother though he was somewhat stuck on what to create for his father as he had already made the man a sword before he left.

At the sound of his name, his head shot up and a small blot of ink absorbed into his page before he realized it. He quickly put the quill down and began blowing on the yet-to-be dry ink as he rose from his chair. The lad was quite a bit taller than a lot of students his age and made of a more muscular build thanks to the work he had put in with the smithies. He walked over to the teacher's desk and carefully placed his parchment in front of her, his cheeks turning a bit pink.

The lad hadn't been paying attention to what the other students had done during their times up at the desk so he didn't know what to expect. He was glad however to be the last to go, thus if he did or said anything embarrassing, Lady Moore would be the only one to know.